@skinnylatte 100% agree. My godfather and godmother are from Taiwan. I have an enduring memory of being 7, eating oyster omelets in their kitchen. I remember the first time I had them in SF when my wife was still living out there. I was so excited but it was like running into a McDonald’s version of it. It was so disappointing. It scratched an itch but it wasn’t even close to what I expected.